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Introducing Recollections: Moon: roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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We laugh all day like Dumber and Dumber.
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das not a flex
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Categories don't matter when standards aren't being enforced.

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"You're a fine warrior. Call me sentimental..."







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Time to flake.


Fixed it






♦ OVERVIEW ♦



Welcome to Task Force RAVEN an RP that I was planning for a little while and I had a quick urging so I wanted to knock it off my list. A different version of my usual Black Fall Universe roleplays, a departure from regular sandbox for a more streamlined and character driven storyline.

Basically, the setting is a world where people are enhanced by crystals that emit a strange energy and have been granted superhuman abilities, being dubbed "Metahumans." These Metahumans have been exposed to the world at a very early age, and have been quite integrated into the minds of the world as their acts, whether good or bad, often pop up on the news. There are mixed thoughts on Metahumans, some hate them, some love them, and others are on the fence. But, the problem is that, following an incident known only as the Verthaven disaster, they are on the rise, and people are afraid.

In this universe, America is protected from Metahumans by the organization known as the Federal Agency for Metahuman Affairs (Or FAMA). The organization has much funding and backing from many higher federal agencies after the failure of a previous iteration of the organization. However, there's an elite task force subdivision within that goes where ever they are needed the most. They are staffed by the best of the best and are national heroes as they have saved the day dozens of times, and brought down menace after menace. They are Task Force RAVEN, and the RP will focus on their exploits. The RP will focus on their various missions and their relationship with one another.

If Superpowers/Superheros/Whatever isn't your fancy, then I suggest just closing the tab and going about your day. If it is, I promise to provide an interesting experience. A deep and complex tale of people getting caught up in the wrong place at the wrong time, with very rich and well-developed lore. Above all else; this won't be a standard superhero romp, but a character-centric look at how Superpowers and whatnot would function in real life. No capes, no gimmicks. The RP will be character driven, and somewhat sandbox-y. I will be providing a storyline, but I'll be giving people free rein on how their characters act within the storyline.

The theme of this story is, essentially, Camaraderie.

And here is a link to our DISCORD SERVER.
i'm gonna try to post soon
tfw some weird-boy keeps saying they're telling the truth but disappear before the human lie detector can hit 'em with the goods (only to find out it don't work that way)


wait I just got a good idea

*Edits post*
tfw you introduce an antagonist too soon but have fun writing him anyway.



Town Hall.



“Look, doesn’t that prove that this idiot can’t be one of those things? Please, put down the gun and we can explain why we’re here. Maybe you could help us.”

The Mayor sighed as he lowered his weapon.

"... I ought to put a bullet in him anyway to remove him from the gene pool," He started off as he looked around. "But, I don't see the point anymore."

Britney was relieved when he lowered the weapon, but his venomous gaze landed upon Britney and he pointed his figure at her when he shouted, "YOU! This is all your fault! You and your shithead father."

The girl put her hands up, but sighed when she said, "It probably is."

"Where is Micheal at?" He asked, "We need to have a word."

"Probably not in this universe, or dead," Britney started off frankly before she sighed, "Both are possibilities at this point."

"But, that doesn't matter," Lynette said as she tried to take charge. "I have a feeling you know what's going on?"

"Yeah."

"We're trying to stop that thing, and if you help us-" Lynette tried to plead with him.

"What's the point?" He said as he grabbed himself a spare chair that was lying around and sat down on it. He looked down at the floor, with his body posture completely lowered. "We're all dead anyway."

"I wouldn't say that-"

The Mayor rolled up his sleeve and it revealed a sigil of an eye. "No, we are dead. For years I've played along with that bastard and his friends. Hated every second of it, but they kept the monsters out of my town so I just kept my mouth shut, and swept whatever dead body they made under the rug. Time after time... they said it was for the greater good, and look where that's got us. We're about to be eaten by an abomination. And...."

"Hold up, just what are you getting at?" Lynette had to ask... her New York accent she tried to suppress for so long slipped through.

"My abstraction lets me see the future, but do nothing about it..."

The sigil of the eye glowed brightly for a second

"... And that thing gets out, one way or another."





Library.



The Speaker glared at Rien for a few seconds and didn't break contact for the duration not even to blink. Before the being finally spoke,

"Because I am a Speaker," The being spoke completely emotionless, "I speak the truth, and the undeniable truth. I feel it is the duty of higher being such as myself to enlighten the deceived."

"Whatever that means." Kimberly rolled her eyes.

"But, this vision, this recollection of mine has another layer, and it is in your best interests to see it." He raised his hand as sparks and embers engulfed the area. It quickly reverted to a cloudy ethereal plane with heavenly white clouds and smoke all around. There was a blue light shining from somewhere, and Justin was immediately reminded of the visions with the Child... and speak of the Devil; the child was there talking to somebody obscured in the shadows. Obviously by the Speaker, but what was the damn thing's game here.

"... You see, that's where the issue lies," The Child says in their heavenly voice. "The damage that thing has done to their minds... it's a possibility that they will never wake back up - I am doing the best I can to repair their fractured minds, but I fear... they may not be the same."

The Child sighed as they looked off to the side, "I have faith that they would have solved the issue before it got to this point, but the Glutton is a cunning being. At this point, it gained so much momentum... it may be too late..."

"But, you have a plan?" The person obscured by Shadows said.

"Yes, it's not perfect, and it carries a heavy weight; a weight that many would not be able to carry," The Child said.

"What is it?"

"You're an Awakened, and... when my predecessors designed this world; they made human emotion a tool as means of an experiment," The Child started off, "The beings of this world were granted with the abilities to manifest powers from those emotions. Share those emotions and help understand and connect to each other."

The Child sighed, as they began to explain, "They... also gave them the power to take a bit of the Godforce of the deceased. Of course, this means inheriting their memories... and their abstractions."

"I am aware of this," The shaded person said. "But... what are you expecting me to do?"

"The Awakened are dying by the minute, and the Glutton is harvesting what little Godforce he can from them, and at this point there's only you, those with the broken minds, and less than a dozen other Awakened left. And that's all the Awakened we'll get. I hate to suggest it, but for the good of all of us, we may have to get their abstractions from them before the Glutton can get their hands on them. By any means necessary, if I can not fix them..."

The Child shook their head as they turned away from the person, "... Then you must go kill them and harvest their abstractions."

The shaded person shook their head, and Justin really wished they could see their face or recognize their voice. Or really anything to identify them. The scene went back to the library, but Justin had a feeling at the game that the Speaker was playing.

"Nice try, dickhead," Jordan said. "But how do we know it's real?"

The Speaker turned away from Jordan as they said, with a shrug of their shoulders, "How do you know that the world before you is even real?" The Speaker put their hand up, and a book manifested from the embers and orange light.

"Because..."

"You have come to your own truth and conclusion to accept reality as it has been presented to you by the false Gods," The Speaker answered quickly and without a second thought. "Just as I have come to the truth that it is merely a limitation on the mind and soul. Confining you all to be cattle, harvested by the beings of blue light."

Honestly, a lot of it just went over Justin's head... he just decided he had enough when he slammed his foot on the ground. "Just cut to the chase, asshole," Justin said, "If we go with you; you'll show us whose the mystery person."

The Speaker had their hands behind their back for a few seconds.

"... And why would I do that?"

"Huh?"

"I give you all the truth, and it is your own duty to accept it - on your own terms," The Speaker said before they broke off into a long tirade. "All else I will tell you is that the Child... the False God, is lying to you all and you all are blindly following it...."

They finished with fifteen words.

"... If you seek the truth, you will have all the answers you are looking for."
I'll post tonight
are we going back to camp and roasting marshmallows!?


Yes.

It would be symbolic for this RP to end where it began.
Oh yeah there was a massive piece of foreshadowing in my last post.

And it wasn't the obvious.
<Snipped quote by Ruler Inc>

Glad to know the town has very secure archives


i mean it's full of old people so yeah
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